Diana“As I said, Alpha Magnus, tell me what you made me come all the way here for and do not waste my time.”I feel the weight of his gaze, sharp and unwavering, but I don’t flinch. Instead, I surreptitiously scan the area, looking for the familiar faces I had been expecting. The Council elders should be here—shouldn’t they?Nothing. Not a single one of them.I let out a quiet breath, keeping my expression neutral. So, they’re not here yet? Or maybe they’re hiding inside, waiting for their cue to emerge?I glance back at Magnus. He doesn’t know that I know the Council is here, so I’ll just have to wait and see how he plays it. There’s no rush to reveal anything. Not yet.Magnus swallows, his throat working as he tries to keep his composure. His voice is steady but firm. “What I want to tell you is private, Diana. I don’t want anyone to overhear it. It’s best we go inside to my study. It’s soundproof.”I raise an eyebrow, my lips curling slightly. “You could order all your wolves to s
Diana I stop dead in my tracks, my gaze shooting back to Magnus. His voice is apologetic now, his entire demeanor crumbling. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you leave.” Out the corners of my eyes, I notice that some pack wolves are slowly gathering and are staring, obviously curious as to what is happening. After all, we’re standing in front of the pack house, the busiest place in the pack. “You’re under the thrall of that abomination,” he spits the words, expression then twisting into something far more sinister. “I’m going to save you, Diana”, and then in a softer voice, persuading, “And then we can start over.” My full attention snaps back to him. There it is again. That word. Abomination. Until not too long ago, I had been called that too. An abomination. A freak of nature. And now, here Magnus is, calling my mate—Dominicus—my wonderful, strong, perfect mate, the same thing. For what? For suffering from a condition beyond his control? A growl rises in my chest, deep and pr
Diana Like an arrow shot from a bow, I launch myself to intercept them. One of the Gamma wolves lunges, aiming for my throat, but I’m faster. Time seems to slow. I see it all happening in slow motion—the vicious flash of claws, the rippling muscles beneath skin, the taut tension in the air before the attack lands. With a swift sidestep, I grab his wrist, twisting it behind his back before slamming my knee into his ribs with a sickening crunch. He crumples to the ground, gasping for air as I spin, already shifting my weight to the next wolf. The second Gamma tries to come at me from the left, claws flashing. I pivot, a spinning kick landing squarely in his chest, sending him flying backward. He crashes into the stone pillars of the packhouse’s entrance with a sickening thud, his body folding in on itself. He doesn’t get up. The next moments blur in a whirl of fists, feet, and claws. Behind me, I hear another wolf charging. Without even looking, I swing my fist backward, th
Diana “I’m sorry. But you’ll understand all this someday. But for now, I’m going to need you to come inside with me.” The Elders all look smug and arrogant. The Zervos wolves surrounding me all look tense and ready. As though they’re just waiting for the command before they attack. The tension in the air is palpable. The heavy silence stretches before me, everyone waiting with bated breath for what I’ll do next. My voice is low, “Let me leave,” I say, “Or you’ll regret it”. It’s the last warning I will give. But Magnus just steps forward, his wolves each taking a corresponding step closer blocking me in. The circle is tighter now. I can feel the aura radiating from them—the anticipation, the expectation that I’ll submit. Billy bristles, a warning growl rumbling out of his chest. His eyes are sharp and alert as he keeps an eye on the wolves surrounding us. Well… I already anticipated all this happening before I even got here, but still, I can’t help feeling unhappy.
Diana They spread out, surrounding me, their eyes narrowing as they focus in on their prey. I can feel the tension building. Their eyes gleam with rage and malice, but I can see the hesitation in their movements. They’re scared now. It’s too late. I drop into a low stance, my body vibrating with the anticipation of the fight to come. My Alpha aura swells within me, filling the space, commanding attention. My grin widens as my pulse races with the thrill. They advance, and I’m ready. The Beta comes at me first, eyes gleaming with malice, his massive claws swiping through the air. I twist and duck under his attack, sweeping my foot beneath his legs, sending him crashing to the ground with a grunt. He howls in fury, but before he can recover, I land a sharp kick to his ribs, hearing the satisfying crack of broken bone. He rolls over, writhing in pain, but he’s out of the fight for now. I lock eyes with the Head Warrior. He’s the one who made that snide comment about Bi
DianaEyes locked onto Magnus, I can’t help but let a smirk tug at my lips. “You didn’t actually expect me to be defeated by riffraff, did you?”It stings. I know it does. I just called his prized warriors—the best warriors of his pack—riffraff. The entire place goes dead silent.His nostrils flair with anger at the insult but what can he say? I just single-handedly defeated them all without breaking a sweat. They barely even posed a challenge.His expression says it all—he really thought so. After all, he saw me, only months ago, weak and wolf. So he never expected me to be able to stand my ground like this. Alpha or not. He and everyone here underestimated me.Elder Lydia’s voice cuts through the stillness. “Alpha Magnus, you’re going to have to take care of this yourself.”My eyes turn to her. It’s the first time she’s speaking. And though she’s clearly talking to Magnus, her eyes are narrowed on me.Magnus looks taken aback, his mouth opening as if he’s about to protest, but the
Diana Elder Fendel’s voice reaches my ears, “Girl, you should quickly shift too for your own sake, or things will get ugly”. I flex my fingers, claws elongating as I stretch. My canines grow sharp, my body rippling with power. My muscles swell, expanding with each breath. My body grows taller, stronger, more lethal. It’s a partial shift. I bring my wolf to the forefront, tapping into her strength and power, without conpromising my human form. I don’t allow a single strand of fur to grow on my skin, so no one can see what colour of fur my wolf has. Let them wonder. Like a panther, my body is fluid as I hunch my back, my eyes glow amber as I lock eyes with Magnus’ wolf. “I think I’ll be fine,” I finally reply, my voice is low and gravelly. If they think I have to shift into my wolf form to defend myself. Then they’re mistaken. The wolves around us take a step back, instinctively making way. The unconscious bodies of the other wolves are dragged away, no one willing to get c
Diana I don’t give him time to think. I spring again, my feet skimming the earth like lightning, as I deliver a devastating series of slashes to his flank. The sickening sound of claws scraping against muscle and bone fills the air. Magnus’s growls turn to snarls, full of frustration and anger. He swings a massive paw toward me again, but I duck, my body twisting in a perfect arc. I roll to my feet and dash around him, using my agility to slip in and out of his reach. He tries again, swinging his powerful paws at me, but I’m already behind him, landing a brutal strike to the back of his legs. He buckles, and for a moment, he stumbles. I seize the opportunity. My claws rake through his side, digging deep. I hear the sharp, satisfying crunch of ribs cracking beneath the force of my strike. He yelps, but it’s not enough to stop him. With an enraged howl, he turns on me, his huge wolf body spinning. His mouth opens wide, and he lunges, aiming for my throat. But I’m faster. I duck, s
Diana For a moment, the entire place is silent as a graveyard. And then- Elder Lyra, her face drained of color, screams. “Impossible!” She sounds like she’s on the verge of losing control. “No Alpha is able to use the command on a wolf that does not belong to their pack!” I shrug nonchalantly. “Well, Alpha Magnus here was being all dazed and shit, so I had to do it myself.” She screams again, this time in fury, “Stop this rubbish and answer me!” she demands, but I just shrug with a smile. The air is thick with disbelief. The wolves and Elders stare at me, wide-eyed, as though they’ve just seen a monster come to life. “Who the hell are you?” Elder Lyra demands, her voice trembling with disbelief. “What pack did you come from?” All eyes are on me. They all know I was raised in the Zervos pack, but for me to have this kind of power, they all now understand that my bloodline must come from an Alpha of another pack. I shrug, my face casual. “Beats me.” But inside, I’m closely watc
Diana Suddenly, one wolf steps forward from the crowd. I watch closely, my interest piqued. It’s the newly appointed Beta. Oh? I narrow my eyes as I study him more carefully. Werewolf healing really is a beautiful thing. The man had been injured only moments ago, but here he is now, stepping forward with a strong posture, his muscles taut and ready. This is the first time I’m taking a real look at him. He’s tall and lean, with a sharp crew cut and a severe expression that makes him seem even more intimidating. Attractive, if I’m being honest, but then again, most wolves are. Magnus’ eyes widen in shock. “You…” His voice cracks with disbelief. The Beta meets Magnus’ gaze with a calm, almost apologetic expression before he speaks. “I’m sorry, Alpha,” he says, his tone respectful. “But as the Council has said, this woman is mated to the dangerous Feral Alpha who was responsible for my predecessor’s death. It will be for the greater good if she is taken out. Therefore, I volunte
Diana It is at this moment that I gain a true appreciation for the depths of the Council’s cunning. They know exactly how to manipulate the desires of others to get what they want. They’ve played on the greed and lust for power lurking in the hearts of every man, turning them into pawns in their scheme. This makes me once again wonder who the traitor is among them. Because the traitor, I realize, must be the most cunning of them all. Whoever it is has clearly figured out who I am—my connection to the Castellanos pack. They’ve engineered this whole situation to try to force me to shift into my wolf form, to expose myself fully so they can be certain of my true identity. And then to kill me. Their true goal isn’t to take down Dominicus. It never was. Sure, if they’re able do it, then that’s killing two birds with the same stone. But that person’s real aim has always been me. And if that person is truly working with the witches as we suspect, then they must be aware that Dominic
Diana I look away from Magnus and glance at the four Elders still standing before me, their combative stances making it clear they are ready to pounce at any moment. “So,” I say, my voice icy and unwavering, “your plan of ridding the world of evil… you plan to do it yourselves? Okay” “Let’s get it over with”. I crack my knuckles and get back into a fighting position. Elder Fendel’s brow furrows looks to his fellow Elders before saying “No. That won’t do”. The four Elder halt before glancing at him. “There’s no precedent where the Council personally carries out punishments”. “Fendel!” Elder Lyra cries out. “No, Lyra. You’re letting your emotions sway you here”, he says with an admonishing tone, “That’s why there is more than one Elder, to keep each other in check”. Lyra glares at Diana, clearly dissatisfied before looking away. Elder Fendel then says, “Fall back please”, He waves his hand, and the other Elders fall back, stepping out of the way. But not before Elder Rothgar
Diana “The Elders never planned to let me go,” I say, “Killing me was always the plan”. Magnus stares at me for a long moment and I see it in his eyes—the flicker of understanding. His head whips back to them, eyes wide with horror. “No! This is not what we discussed!” I look away from Magnus, my gaze sweeping over the Council. My eyes narrow, lips curling into a cold smile. “Enough of the games. Lay it all out. Now.” I can feel the tension tightening in the air as I speak. I tilt my head slightly, my voice steady as I continue, “You’ve obviously planned to kill me from the very beginning. What I don’t understand is why. After all, aside from that sham of a trial, I haven’t committed any crimes. There shouldn’t be any irreconcilable differences between us, should there?” It’s obvious to me that the invisible hands of the traitor is behind the scenes, manipulating things. I know what that person’s goal is, but I am wandering what reason he or she used to get the Elders to go al
Chapter 226 (TFA)Diana“I’ll talk.”He says, voice strained and reluctant.I raise an eyebrow, unimpressed. “And you’ll let me go after?” I ask, my voice clipped.He hesitates for a moment, the silence thick between us, before he nods, albeit with visible reluctance.But the calm is short-lived.Elder Lyra’s shrill voice pierces the air. “Alpha Magnus!” She practically spits his title with disgust, her eyes narrowing in disapproval. He flinches, his gaze snapping to the Elders, who are silently watching the exchange.A seething rage rises in my chest like a furnace, burning hotter with every second. My eyes narrow and my face hardens. These bastards think they can control everything, twist the situation as they please. I’ve had enough of their games.I glance at them from the corner of my eye, barely concealing the disgust that surges up from deep within.This entire ruse… I’m tired of it. I can’t take it anymore. I just want to go home and snuggle with my mate.I take a deep breath.
Diana I don’t give him time to think. I spring again, my feet skimming the earth like lightning, as I deliver a devastating series of slashes to his flank. The sickening sound of claws scraping against muscle and bone fills the air. Magnus’s growls turn to snarls, full of frustration and anger. He swings a massive paw toward me again, but I duck, my body twisting in a perfect arc. I roll to my feet and dash around him, using my agility to slip in and out of his reach. He tries again, swinging his powerful paws at me, but I’m already behind him, landing a brutal strike to the back of his legs. He buckles, and for a moment, he stumbles. I seize the opportunity. My claws rake through his side, digging deep. I hear the sharp, satisfying crunch of ribs cracking beneath the force of my strike. He yelps, but it’s not enough to stop him. With an enraged howl, he turns on me, his huge wolf body spinning. His mouth opens wide, and he lunges, aiming for my throat. But I’m faster. I duck, s
Diana Elder Fendel’s voice reaches my ears, “Girl, you should quickly shift too for your own sake, or things will get ugly”. I flex my fingers, claws elongating as I stretch. My canines grow sharp, my body rippling with power. My muscles swell, expanding with each breath. My body grows taller, stronger, more lethal. It’s a partial shift. I bring my wolf to the forefront, tapping into her strength and power, without conpromising my human form. I don’t allow a single strand of fur to grow on my skin, so no one can see what colour of fur my wolf has. Let them wonder. Like a panther, my body is fluid as I hunch my back, my eyes glow amber as I lock eyes with Magnus’ wolf. “I think I’ll be fine,” I finally reply, my voice is low and gravelly. If they think I have to shift into my wolf form to defend myself. Then they’re mistaken. The wolves around us take a step back, instinctively making way. The unconscious bodies of the other wolves are dragged away, no one willing to get c
DianaEyes locked onto Magnus, I can’t help but let a smirk tug at my lips. “You didn’t actually expect me to be defeated by riffraff, did you?”It stings. I know it does. I just called his prized warriors—the best warriors of his pack—riffraff. The entire place goes dead silent.His nostrils flair with anger at the insult but what can he say? I just single-handedly defeated them all without breaking a sweat. They barely even posed a challenge.His expression says it all—he really thought so. After all, he saw me, only months ago, weak and wolf. So he never expected me to be able to stand my ground like this. Alpha or not. He and everyone here underestimated me.Elder Lydia’s voice cuts through the stillness. “Alpha Magnus, you’re going to have to take care of this yourself.”My eyes turn to her. It’s the first time she’s speaking. And though she’s clearly talking to Magnus, her eyes are narrowed on me.Magnus looks taken aback, his mouth opening as if he’s about to protest, but the